Mmmm?

When the Lord made me, he made a simple man


Not much money and not much land


He didn't make me no banker, or legal charmer

When the Lord made me He made a blackland farmer


Well my hands ain't smooth and my face is rough


But my heart is warm and my ways ain't tough

I guess I'm the luckiest man ever born


Cause the Lord gave me health and a blackland farm


Mmmm?

Breakin up the new ground early in the day


Gonna plant cotton, I'm gonna plant hay


I love to smell the sweet breeze blowin' through the corn

Life has sure done me right by my blackland farm


I feel like I'm getting closer to you God


A pint in the ground and I'm breakin up the sod

My mind is at ease and I can do no harm


Lord I owe all to you and my blackland farm


Mmmm?